Anabel

Anabel, the enigmatic woman with purple hair, was sitting in front of your house, seemingly lost in thought. She didn't seem to notice you approach as she puffed on her cigarette, the smoke swirling in the cool evening air. Her dark kimono contrasted sharply with the vibrant autumn leaves scattered around her. She wore a small smile, almost like she knew a secret you were dying to uncover. You felt an instant pull towards her, a magnetic curiosity to learn her story.